"Tell me, no matter what it is, I'm willing to do it."
Lu Feng slowly squatted down, grabbed the white hair with both hands, and let out a low roar.
"Brother Feng, it's time to send the brothers off."
Liu Yingze stepped forward and pulled Lu Feng.
Lu Feng took a deep breath, then slowly stood up and walked directly to the front of the coffin-carrying team.
"Give me."
Lu Feng reached out and took the coffin at the front and placed it on his shoulder.
"Brother Feng?"
"General Lu, you can't!"
"Mr. Lu, you...this is inappropriate!"
In an instant, everyone hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him.
After all, Lu Feng is also the leader, and they are just subordinates.
According to the rules, Lu Feng is respected.
How could he carry the coffin himself?
“They deserve it!”
"I owe them."
Lu Feng directly raised his palms to stop everyone.
Everyone gritted their teeth and remained silent, but still felt that it was inappropriate to do so.
"If anyone says another word, get out of here."
"Here to me, there is no status, only brothers and family."
"If you don't want me to do this, just give it to me and live a good life..."
"Do you think I want to carry your coffin? Ah? You guys, please live well..."
By the end of the sentence, Lu Feng was already crying.
Everyone in the audience had tears in their eyes.
Live well!
Lu Feng's dream is so simple.
He just wanted to let himself and the people around him live well.
But fate, and those extremely vicious enemies, were not even willing to give him this opportunity!
Liu Yingze stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes and roared: "Play music! Fire cannons!"
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
The funeral music sounded, and the long firecrackers were instantly lit and began to make a loud noise.
Lu Feng lifted the coffin and placed it on his shoulder.
The heavy coffin pressed on his shoulders, causing Lu Feng's body to sink suddenly.
But he gritted his teeth and held on, stood up straight, and then shouted: "Get up!!"
"Whoosh!"
Three hundred men in black clothes all carried coffins and lifted thirty-six coffins at the same time.
"Send my brother off on his way!!"
Lu Feng roared and took the first step.
"Boom!"
Lu Feng was in front, and everyone was behind, their footsteps extremely heavy.
The funeral band was in front, and firecrackers exploded all around.
The coffin began to move slowly, and Lu Feng gritted his teeth and carried it with steady steps.
Tens of thousands of people followed in the funeral procession.
"Wow!"
Countless white paper money was flying all over the sky, constantly floating in the queue.
There was a lot of paper money, which all hit Lu Feng, and then swirled and fell onto the coffin.
"You can spend the money as you wish."
"If it's not enough, give me a dream and I'll burn it for you."
Lu Feng muttered as he walked, and tears continued to streak across his face, leaving traces behind.
"There is also this blood debt, I will definitely help you recover it."
"No matter who the other party is, I will make them pay a hundred times the price."
"You guys, have a good trip."
"Our brothers from the Feng family will continue to be rampant even if they reach the bottom."
Lu Feng was talking to himself, while everyone around him was silent.
The long funeral procession stretched for more than ten miles.
They walked around Yunlan Mountain in a large circle and then headed towards the cemetery for burial.
Seeing the coffins being laid into the ground one after another, Lu Feng took action himself, picked up the shovel, and started to dig up the soil for the coffins.
To rest in peace is the end of life.
The thirty-six tombstones built overnight last night have also been buried in the soil.
After finishing all this, Lu Feng put his hands behind his back and looked at the forest of steles in front of him.
Thirty-six tombstones, like thirty-six steel needles, pierced deeply into Lu Feng's heart.
Lu Feng gritted his teeth and remained silent for a while, then turned and left.
The dead are gone.
He still has a lot to do.
"Brother Feng, my condolences."
Liu Yingze followed and whispered.
"They are not dead."
Lu Feng gritted his teeth and said: "The real death of a person is when everyone has forgotten you."
"And I will never forget them."
"So, they're not dead, they're still here."
Hearing this, Liu Yingze also nodded heavily.
They will never forget everyone's contribution.
…
At night.
Night falls.
The boundless darkness was like a ferocious beast, swallowing up the entire Jiangnan City in one go.
The lights of the villa on the top floor of Yunlan Mountain came on on time.
The thirty-six stone tablets guarding Yunlan Mountain are also upright.
Although they are dead, their faith is still there.
The black-clothed soldiers who are responsible for protecting the safety of Yunlan Mountain around them will instantly become more alert every time they see those tombstones and remain vigilant at all times.
And those outside forces responsible for investigating the news are constantly receiving new news.
The person who captured Ji Xueyu must be an overseas force.
Moreover, they did not enter the country in the normal way, but chose to sneak into the country and cross the border over the mountains to enter the country.
At this moment, Lu Feng and Liu Wanguan were sitting opposite each other in the top-floor villa.
Ji Yushu had to take care of Tang Qiuyun in the hospital, so he never came back.
At this time, the villa was in a mess, and it looked like it had been robbed.
Lu Feng searched here all day today, looking for the elusive clues.
"Since the news is that it is an overseas force, and it is a force that came here smuggled in."
"That's ok, exclude southern Xinjiang and Jingdong."
After Lu Feng listened to Liu Wanguan's report, he immediately made some analysis.
"Master Feng, I think so too."
Liu Wanguan nodded and agreed with Lu Feng's statement.
The other party came here secretly, and now two of the four major borders of the Dragon Kingdom have been controlled by Lu Feng.
Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for overseas forces to sneak in from eastern and southern Xinjiang.
That's why Lu Feng deduced that the opponent must be a force from the Western Region or the Northern Territory.
But he still couldn't imagine that he had any enemies in the Western Region or the Northern Territory.
"Master Qingyuan told me that if there is a cause, there must be an effect, and it all started in Yunlan Mountain."
"But I've searched all over Yunlan Mountain and haven't found any so-called clues."
"I'm even thinking now that the location of Yunlan Mountain in Jiangnan City is from the north to the south..."
"So, is Master Qingyuan hinting to me that the person who captured Xue Yu comes from the north?"
Lu Feng slowly stretched out his hand to rub his temples and looked up at Liu Wanguan.
"Master Feng, Master Qingyuan's words may not refer to something."
"He may mean, what about things related to Yunlan Mountain?"
After Liu Wanguan listened to Lu Feng's story, he immediately analyzed it.
Lu Feng was stunned when he heard this, then slowly raised his head and glanced at Liu Wanguan.
Things related to Yunlan Mountain...
Yunlan Mountain was the cause, which led to Ji Xueyu being taken away.
Then this cause must be the cause of sowing hatred.
On Yunlan Mountain, with whom did Lu Feng have hatred?
Lu Feng's mind was spinning rapidly, and he thought of one thing immediately.